My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

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Competing

For

It was Lucille who spoke.

She rolled down the back window and muttered, "What's the competition

about?"

The young man looked in the direction of the voice, and his eyes

immediately went blank.

The rest of the group followed suit, their eyes burning with passion as they

stared at Lucille.

They all saw the girl who spoke in the back seat. Her delicate, otherworldly face was flawless, and her forehead was bright and plump. Her eyebrows were

long and black. Her eyes were as clear as a spring of water, and her lips were red and rosy. At first glance, she was stunning and breathtaking.

She was like an ethereal being who had accidentally stepped into the mortal world.

Finally, the young man in black, who had provoked her, came to his senses. He stared at Lucille and replied, "Racing, obviously! Do you want to get in my car, pretty girl? I'll show you the true meaning of speed and passion. I can promise that you'll have a good time!" After that, he glanced at Austin with disdain and sneered, "It's better than going with this good-for-nothing."

"You..." Austin was so angry that he was about to get out of the car and hit

him.

Surprisingly, Lucille smiled gently and asked, "What are we betting?"

"Betting..." The young man was stunned for a moment. In the past, they only ever competed for money, but it wasn't like any of them were struggling. It didn't seem to be very interesting. Thus, he simply asked, "What do you think would be good to bet?" Either way, no matter what the bet was, he would not lose!

Lucille raised her eyebrows and pointed at Austin, saying, "How about this? If you lose, you'll have to call him Boss' whenever you see him for an entire month. If you win, he'll call you 'Boss' instead. What do you say?" "Good idea!"

"Hahaha! Hurry up and agree, Albert!"

As soon as Lucille finished her words, all the racers started clamoring.

What an interesting thing to bet.

Just thinking about the son of the Collins family calling someone else his boss was an absolutely hilarious idea.

However, when Austin heard that, he looked at Lucille in disbelief. He was both anxious and angry. "Why are you using me like this? I can't believe you're my sister-in-law. Whose side are you on, really? No. I don't agree!" The young man, who was called Albert Stone, agreed at once. He smiled happily and said, "Okay! Let's race, then! Looks like I'm going to become your boss!"

set some rules,

one lap around the winding road and come back. Whoever arrives first wins. Do you

was provoking him

said, "I've

the bet was

disintegrated into a

out of the car slowly. She opened the door to the

as he was told. When he moved to the passenger seat, he suddenly came to his senses. "What do you mean? A-Are you

Competing For

the other playboys were stunned. Then, they burst into earth-shattering laughter. "Hahaha! I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to die of laughter. Austin is

lips and casually responded, "As long

What an arrogant tone!

provoked, and he immediately got in

turned on, and the engine began to

lined up side by

was about

declaring the start, Albert took the lead, driving away in

red modified luxury car, Lucille took a sip of water

laughed so hard that they rolled on

not know where the accelerator

I'm dying! What's the

on, let's not talk about it. Leave them with

He then turned

Hit the Gas

to that point, there was no point

had to

going to lose in the end, he

moving 60 kilometers an hour, then increased to 100. Finally, the car was going 200 kilometers an hour. The red

seat belt. and reminded Austin, "Hey, let me give you a piece of advice. You'd better fasten your seat belt and hold on!" The winding road was full of twists and

way. In the blink of

they soon saw Albert's

them.

he saw the arrogant red

was shocked and immediately sped

that, a red flash of color brushed past his silver car,

gritted his teeth and immediately sped

there was a steep

down,

sneered. If he took advantage of that situation, he would definitely

avoid. the cliff smoothly. It turned with perfect technique, and it didn't slow down. at all. Pulling off a

him, though.

frightened that his face turned pale. He quickly yelled, "Slow down! You're going to send us flying off the cliff if you